Twilight Quotes - Page 2

And so the lion fell in love with the lamb." - Edward Cullen, Twilight

Stephanie Meyer

Oh, that's just great. I come all the way back here, risking major brain cell burnout, and you don't even believe me? I'm basically guaranteeing myself a lifetime of heartbreak, and all you have to say is that you think I'm not right in the head?

Meg Cabot

Tonight I heard Louis's horn. My father heard it, too. The wind was right, and I could hear the notes of taps, just as darkness fell. There is nothing in all the world I like better than the trumpet of the swan.

E B White

Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad. It was a pain that meant she was alive. As long as I burned, she was safe.

Stephenie Meyer

Soft on the neck of either dove love's hands let slip the reins: and while we look for light of love, love's twilight wanes...

May our twilights mix togetherlike breath and breathlessness.

I wanted the monster back and that was plainly wrong.

Stephenie Meyer

It was growing dark on this long southern evening, and suddenly, at the exact point her finger had indicated, the moon lifted a forehead of stunning gold above the horizon, lifted straight out of filigreed, light-intoxicated clouds that lay on the skyline in attendant veils. Behind us, the sun was setting in a simultaneous congruent withdrawal and the river turned to flame in a quiet duel of gold....The new gold of moon astonishing and ascendant, he depleted gold of sunset extinguishing itself in the long westward slide, it was the old dance of days in the Carolina marshes, the breathtaking death of days before the eyes of children, until the sun vanished, its final signature a ribbon of bullion strung across the tops of water oaks.

Live to revel in just another twilight. Life may sink and disappear along with the sunset never to rise again

When twilight sleeps holding the nightIn your arms you embrace me tightRunaway hours clenched by kisses More of your love my heart misses

Stephenie Meyer: Her vampires are sparkly, which I think we can all agree is wrong.

Christopher Moore

People keep asking "Jacob or Edward?" when the really important question is "Diamond Dave or Sammy?

Ysabeau S. Wilce

I can do this, I lied to myself feebly. No one was going to bite me.

Stephenie Meyer

No headboards were broken.

I sneaked out to his house a couple times in the middle of the night to watch over him while he slept, just in case, I don't know, his comic book collection decided to spontaneously combust. This was dumb and admittedly creepy in an Edward Cullen kind of way.

People keep asking "Jacob or Edward?" when the really important question is "Diamond Dave or Sammy?

Ysabeau S. Wilce

I can do this, I lied to myself feebly. No one was going to bite me.

Stephenie Meyer

No headboards were broken.

I sneaked out to his house a couple times in the middle of the night to watch over him while he slept, just in case, I don't know, his comic book collection decided to spontaneously combust. This was dumb and admittedly creepy in an Edward Cullen kind of way.

I looked at the stained-glass image of the lamb in the window above me, but that only reminded me that lambs are famous for being led to slaughter, or sometimes hanging out with lions in ill-advised relationships.

Maureen Johnson

The dream crossed twilight between birth and dying.

T.S Eliot

That's certainly a problem. But that's not what I was thinking of. It's just that you are so soft, so fragile. I have to mind my actions every moment that we're together so that I don't hurt you. I could kill you quite easily, Bella, simply by accident." His voice had become just a soft murmur. He moved his icy palm to rest it against my cheek. "If I was too hasty… if for one second I wasn't paying enough attention, I could reach out, meaning to touch your face, and crush your skull by mistake. You don't realize howincredibly breakable you are. I can never, never afford to lose any kind of control when I'm with you.

Stephenie Meyer

Madame Bellwings, Memoir Elf Coordinator, was not at all pleased with this request, because elves who write the memoirs of teenage girls have the habit of returning to the magical realm with atrocious grammar. They can't seem to shake the phrases "watever" and "no way," and they insert the word like into so many sentences that the other elves start slapping them...and for no apparent reason occasionally call out the name Edward Cullen.

Janette Rallison

Life sucks, and then you die.Yeah, I should be so lucky.

Stephenie Meyer

Mine was the twilight and the morning. Mine was a world of rooftops and love songs.